The person in front of Lan Yamei was an elderly woman with poor eyesight.

The old man had gray hair, one eye was covered with a white cloth, and the other eye was somewhat cloudy. He looked to be at least 60 years old.

He was accompanied by his son and daughter-in-law; the three of them sat on small stools, quietly following the procession forward.

Before Lan Yamei had even sat down for a sip of water, several more people seeking medical advice and treatment appeared behind her, lining up tightly, afraid of being cut in line.

Lan Yamei secretly clicked her tongue in amazement. This is what making money is all about! The person in this Taoist temple is definitely a master; he's got a brilliant mind.

Taking advantage of a moment when no one was looking, he tugged at the old woman's coat and whispered, "Auntie, are you here to see an eye doctor?"

The old woman, her face full of kindness, said without hesitation, “My eyes have been blind for several years. Before, when we weren’t well-off, I didn’t get them checked. I just thought, ‘If I’m blind, I’m blind.’ But my son and daughter-in-law wouldn’t allow it! Now, my grandson is almost of marriageable age, and we’re much better off now. My family hopes I can regain my sight, and they’re willing to spend some money! I’m so lucky!” The old woman couldn’t hide her excitement, grasping her daughter-in-law’s hand and patting it.

The daughter-in-law said somewhat shyly, "Mother, I remember how good you are to me! Ever since I married Hu Zi, you've never treated me like an outsider! So, Mother, as long as there's hope in your eyes, Hu Zi and I will never give up."

“That’s right. No matter how much money it costs, even if it means going bankrupt, as long as my mother is well, I’m willing to do it,” Tiger chimed in.

What a positive family! Seeing how filial her son and daughter-in-law were, the old lady was moved to tears. How dignified!

The daughter-in-law wiped away her mother-in-law's tears with a handkerchief and comforted her softly.

Lan Ya Mei, who was all alone, was extremely envious. "Hahaha, Auntie, you are such a lucky person!"

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Lan Yamei secretly asked, "May I take a look at your eyes?"

What's wrong with my eyes? I've been blind for several years, is there any hope?

The old woman didn't hide anything and readily agreed. With her daughter-in-law's help, she gently removed the blindfold.

Oh my, I was terrified at first glance.

Those shriveled eyes, with almost no pupils, made the whites of their eyes stand out so prominently that it was quite frightening. It was like a peeled quail egg lying in the slit of their eyes, both white and bulging.

Even under modern medical conditions, this situation is probably incurable.

Lan Ya wondered, could this miracle doctor be an alien? Earthlings couldn't do this! It's completely beyond our comprehension. Or perhaps, it's just that her understanding is limited, and maybe he can.

"Did I scare you, young lady?" After covering her eyes again, the old woman explained, "I poked my eye while chopping firewood a few years ago. I bled a lot and haven't been able to see anything since. I'm completely blind."

"Auntie, have you seen any other doctors? What did they say?"

"I've seen several, and they all said there's no hope!"

"Then how can you have confidence in him?" she said, gesturing with her chin towards the direction of the Taoist temple.

These words startled Tiger, who quickly stood up, looked around to make sure no one was paying attention, and then squatted down to whisper, "Miss, please watch your words! This isn't some random place!"

Lan Yamei quickly nodded in agreement to show respect.

Tiger then explained in a low voice, "You don't know yet?! People with more serious conditions than my mother have all been cured here. I guarantee my mother's eyes will be fine."

Before Lan Yamei could speak, another group of patients behind her whispered, "Your mother's eyes are definitely fine! You don't know, in our village, there was a child who was born deaf and mute, but a miracle doctor cured him!"

These words greatly encouraged people. Everyone in line became even more determined, believing that they could be reborn as long as they saw the miracle doctor.

"I mean, is there anything that can't be cured?" Lan Yamei muttered softly.

"Young lady, if you don't believe in the miracle doctor, then don't queue up here and waste his time!" someone said unhappily.

Several households nearby heard this audacious questioning and immediately defended the miracle doctor, their eyes sharp as knives, instantly keeping their distance from Lan Ya Mei.

Nobody paid any attention to her anymore!

Lan Yamei quickly shut her mouth, thinking that perhaps there really are heavens beyond heavens and people beyond people. Once she went in and found out, she would understand everything.

Just then, a commotion broke out ahead.

A woman with a child was wailing and crying in front of them, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing repeatedly to the people in front of her, sobbing, "Please, just let me cut in line! My husband is dying! Please, I'm begging you, I'll kowtow to you." As she spoke, she kowtowed repeatedly.

However, no one in the line gave way; they simply watched the woman cry and make a scene. After all, everyone was there to see a doctor and couldn't afford to be delayed, so they simply turned away and pretended not to see her.

A steward came over from the side door, checked the man's condition, and said, "Young lady, take your child and husband back! Your husband's fate has come; this is his destiny."

Upon hearing this, the young woman's eyes hardened. She stopped kowtowing, stood up abruptly, and pointed at the steward, cursing, "You call yourselves bodhisattvas, but you are heartless bodhisattvas! My husband is so seriously ill, why can't you treat him first? Do you only feel at ease when you let him die here?"

"Young lady, speak with your conscience!" The person in charge arrived, his temper flaring. "Since you knew your husband was seriously ill, why didn't you come sooner? If everyone acted like you, even the most skilled doctors would have died from exhaustion! Besides, who among those waiting outside isn't seriously ill?"

"You're talking nonsense! My husband was perfectly fine when he came! He was clearly dragged to his death outside your Taoist temple! We've been waiting at this gate for three days, and you've only treated eight patients. Tell me, how long are we going to have to wait? Isn't this treating human life like dirt?" The woman cursed incoherently, as if she had gone mad.

The man on the ground seemed to have stopped breathing; his lips were ashen, and his face was as white as a ghost.

"If you keep acting up, you're out of here! You can ask if anyone's willing to switch places with you." After rebuking him, the manager turned to the others and said, "Master Xuyu is also exhausted, he doesn't get a break all day. If you can't wait, please leave quickly. Don't slander the Master, we can't bear the consequences." With that, he flicked his sleeves and stormed off angrily.

The crowd chattered amongst themselves for a short while before going about their own business.

The young woman, holding her husband, was completely flustered. The child kept crying and fussing, which was incredibly annoying. She grabbed the child's arm, swung her hand, and slapped him twice across the face. The child was startled at first, then began to cry out.

The young woman regretted her actions after hitting him. She hugged her son with one arm and pulled her husband, who was lying on the ground, with the other, and burst into tears.

Lan Yamei couldn't bear it, so she stepped out of the line, and the people behind her quickly took her place.

Lan Yamei could only manage a bitter smile as she walked towards the pitiful family of three.